Jambalaya Lyrics by Van Morrison

Jambalaya Lyrics

    Goodbye joe, me gotta go down the bayou
    Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou
    My yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh
    Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou

    Well, jambalaya an' a crawfish pie an' a fil'e gumbo
    'cause tonight i'm gonna see my ma cher amio
    Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o
    Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou

    Thibodaux, fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
    Hey, an' the kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen
    Well, and-a dress in style, go hog wild an' be gay-o
    Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou

    Well, jambalaya an' a crawfish pie, an' a fil'e gumbo
    'cause tonight i'm gonna see my ma cher amio
    Well a pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o
    Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the bayou

    Wanna settle down, far from town, get me a pirogue
    Gonna catch all the fish in the bayou
    Gonna swap my mon, to buy yvonne, what she need-o
    Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the bayou

    Well, jambalaya, an' a crawfish pie, an' a fil'e gumbo
    'cause, tonight i'm gonna see my ma cher amio
    Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o
    Son of a gun, we're gonna have big fun on the bayou

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